glen's magic syrup
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Glen was currently a very happy eighteen year old. He had just graduated top of his class from highschool, he now owned his own car and was heading to one of the best law schools in the country and he had a job for an extra allowance, to keep busy and to bring him closer to the objective of his greatest passion.
He didn’t really need the money, his parents were affluent enough for him not to need to work through university but he liked the extra money and the opportunity to be closer to his passion. His part-time job at least for the moment would be one of those van ice cream vendors. He reported in for work, got his ice cream van and travelled to his location. To his pleasure it was a park full of children. He didn’t care if he fucked male or female, adults or minors but he loved boys in particular, their tight asses, small hairless bodies and easily deceived premature minds.
He may only have been eighteen back then but he really had devoted his so far life to fucking boys and girls, seducing and then fucking them young bitches whether they wanted it or not had become something like an art to him. He had started fucking when he was only eleven and couldn’t even cum as of yet, but that is a story for another time.
He opened the front trap doors that made the van into a cantina style vehicle and turned on the various machines. The freezer was of course always open but the rest needed attention. When he was prepared he just stood and waited for the schools to end for the day so the objects of his desire could come to his honey trap.
And so they started coming but finding the right boy was not easy. It had to meet certain criteria. He didn’t fuck just any chubby, ugly child. No he had quite strict criteria and also always he had to be careful for parents and other disturbers of his plans, he had no wish to go to prison.
It was near the end of his shift and he was getting all frustrated and grumpy the park was almost empty and what kids were there almost all had parents or friends with them. There were some cuties and he so wanted to fuck a cherry boy butt tonight.
“Hello, mister. I want a vanilla cone please.” A voice broke him out of his reverie.
He looked for the source of the young, melodic voice and saw a ten year old looking boy looking at him smiling. He grinned at the young boy. He had nice bleached blond long hair, a nice petite slim body about him, with lanky legs and a set of pouty lips to kill for. He had to give it his whole charm, the boy was alone, he could not see a parent anywhere or friends, he had to bag this one. His balls ached for boy-cunt.
“Hello there sport, sure you want some syrup on it?” He asked with a million dollars grin.
“Sure, what you’ve got?”
“What’s your name sport?” He redirected the question, before answering that one he wanted a connection established with the young fuck-toy.
“Uhmmm…I’m not really supposed to talk to strangers mister…” the boy replied.
Glen smiled, “So you can talk to me to get an ice-cream but not to tell me your name? That’s not caution, that’s rudeness.” He said taking the boy by surprise.
“Uhh…sorry sir….Its Michael….Michael Tomson.” The boy said submissively.
“How old are you Mickey?” He asked demandingly.
“Almost ten sir.” Michael said and broke eye contact. Glen knew he had him.
He looked straight at the boy’s deep green eyes, “Good, you see you don’t have to be rude Mikey, now since we’re friends I am willing to give you my extra special, super-secret syrup, but you have to keep it a secret!” He said after he came round and out of the van placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder giving it a squeeze.
“Uhh…yeah sure! What is it?” Michael said.
Glen led the boy to the van’s door.
“Get in boy, it is not produced here, but I am willing to get you to the factory if you keep it a secret from anyone and everyone, especially your parents!” Glen said giving a gentle shove.
Michael hesitated for a moment but got in. “Does it taste nice? Where are we going?” He asked as Glen shut the door, boys were so trusting back then. He closed all the machines and started the engine. He had thirty minutes yet but he didn’t care, he wanted to fuck Michael’s mouth, body and soul. He drove to an abandoned warehouse he knew relatively near his house and parked. He knew that they would not be heard. He opened the van’s door and got a hand round the boy-toy’s shoulder. Didn’t want him going anywhere other than inside that warehouse. He never went anywhere unprepared and so he had some rope and a piece of cloth with him. He took them making Michael look at him questionably. He kept walking squeezing Michael’s shoulder forcing him to walk. The moment the doors were closed behind them he took the boy’s hands and bind them behind his back.
“Hey!! What are you doing?!” Michael protested.
“It is dangerous for you to touch anything inside here so I am forced even if I don’t want to, to bind them behind your back for your own safety.” He told the gullible little boy. Michael shrugged his shoulders. Glen gave him a shove and they kept walking. Michael was having less and less control over his body and the situation. Just as Glen liked it. They arrived at the centre of the room. Glen took out the blindfold and pressed it up against the boy’s eyes.
“Hey! What? Why are you blindfolding me?!” Michael protested.
“Because stupid, idiot boy it’s a secret recipe and you can’t know or see how the special syrup is made.” Glen said and blind-folded the boy.
“But…I don’t like the darkness…please!?” Michael pleaded on deaf ears.
Glen chuckled evilly, went behind the boy and gave him a kick on the back of his knees making him kneel
down on the floor. Michael yelled but before he could say anything Glen was speaking again.
“Now boy I will place the syrup’s tab on your lips, I want you to lick and suckle on it like a lollipop but never use your teeth! Am I understood?” He told Michael as he unzipped his jeans and whisked out his seven inch by five inch joy and pride.
“Okay.” Michael said as Glen rubbed the dickhead on the boy’s rosy lips.
He pressed a hand on the back of the boy’s head grabbing hold of Michael’s long hair and nape as he brought the boy forward towards his dick.
“Come on Mikey suck on that straw.” Glen said and Mikey took a hesitant swipe with his tongue. Mikey opening his mouth though also presented Glen with a nice opportunity to shove his dick inside. With a shove of his hips his dickhead pushed past Mikey’s lips and inside the warm and very wet orifice.
“Yes, boy that’s it suck on it!” Glen said as he started to make fucking motions with his hips, fucking Mikey’s mouth more and more as he shoved more and more of his mandick inside the boy’s mouth.
“Oh yeah faggot!! Suck that dick bitch!! Yeah use your fucking tongue you cocksucking whore!” Glen spoke to the boy as he flooded his mouth with his dick, in and out, in and out of the hot almost ten year old mouth.
“Gawd you fucking bitch you suck like a pro! Yeah that’s it slobber all over my dick!” Mikey was now choking and gagging all over the place as Glen kept hitting the back of his throat with each inward thrust. Then suddenly Glen gripped tightly on the boy’s temples with both hands and with one final shove making his balls hit the boy’s chin he started cumming straight down the boy’s stomach. After the first glob of sperm he eased back out leaving only his dickhead inside the boy so that Mikey could taste the sperm and get used to the taste and idea of it. His legs shuddering from the intense pleasure he emptied inside the boy’s gullet and then retreated. He sat down to catch his breath but did not remove the blindfold or the rope from the boy’s hands and eyes. Mikey just stood there tears streaking down his dimpled cheeks.
“What do you think Mikey? How do you like the special syrup?” Glen asked him as he hugged him tight caressing his cheeks. His hands travelling south down the firm, smooth body.
Mikey just stood there stunned for a few seconds. A few seconds too much though. SLAP! The slapping noise of hand against cheek echoed across the vast room.
“Answer me boy! And tell me the fucking truth! You liked it didn’t you!?” Glen said more forcefully this time.
“Y…yes…I did…I liked the taste…please don’t hurt me!”
“But…why not? You like me hurting you! Otherwise why would come with me or suck my dick or allow me to caress your dicklet and buttocks?” Glen said, his hands now unbuttoning Mikey’s jeans. He removed them and then made short work of Mikey’s underwear lowering them down to his knees.Mikey gasped audibly when
he felt another’s hands on his privates and boy-hole.
“Wh…what are you doing? Please stop!” Mikey said again to deaf ears.
Glen closed his fist around the three inch penis and started rubbing it slowly. A few seconds later he kissed the boy’s neck smelling his own cum coming from Mikey’s mouth. He was getting hard again.
“Are you sure you want me to stop boy?” He asked Mikey jerking him off faster, and pushed a finger inside
the virginal cherry-hole.
“OUCH!” Mikey yelled as the first knuckle entered him but he also moaned from what was happening to his now erect cocklet.
“Oohhh…”
“So you do like this don’t you faggot?” Glen pressed on.
“Y…ess….please….” Mikey stuttered.
“Good! I knew you were a faggot little gayboy!” Glen said molesting the smooth boy bits and butthole.
He kissed the boy’s neck again and grind his dick against the pair-shaped, firm buttocks. Soon the boy shuddered in his dry orgasm panting and sweating.
“Like that fagboy?!” Glen asked as he caressed the boy’s smooth scrotum and removed his finger from the fuck-hole he’d soon be de-virginising.
“Yeeessss….” Mikey said dreamily, but his dream was broken. Glen pushed him forward sprawling him over the floor. With his hands tied behind his back Mikey was pushed forward, his knees opening under his weight, his bum sticking upwards, ripe for the picking.
“I’m going to fuck you now boy.” Glen announced as he took his position behind the boy and lined up his dick with the fleshy globes and the treasure between them. Mikey understood what was about to happen and started protesting. It only gained him slaps to the back of his head. Glen pushed and pushed until his dickhead penetrated the cherry sphincter. He was in heaven. Tight, warm, wet heaven. Mikey was so incredibly tight indeed, not only being a virgin but Glen had not prepared him for this, no finger fucking, no nothing. He didn’t see any reason to loosen up the tightness of Mikey’s boy-pussy, they were alone, they could not be heard and the boy was completely helpless and in his mercy. Mikey screamed and yelled and panted and cried but it only added to Glen’s pleasure as he cussed and fucked the boy ever deeper and faster. Glen took hold of Mikey’s neck with one hand and his hip with the other and started pounding on the boy’s cunt.
“Ughh…yeah…you fucking faggot whore!! I’m fucking you, you piece of shit! I fucking love your faggot arse-hole!! TAKE IT!! FUCKING TAKE IT FAGGOT!!”
Glen groaned at Mikey. He was fucking his living shit out, giving it his all. He hadn’t fucked for a month, what with the preparations for coming to university and everything he had not had the time to search for some pussy, girl or boy so this fucking was indeed a good one for Glen’s late teenager hormonal needs. His crotch impacted against the smooth skin of Mikey’s butt-cheeks filling the room, completing the crescendo of sounds, skin on skin, cries, screams, moans. Glen didn’t last for long. Mikey’s incredible tight fuck-hole pressing in on his dick like a thousand little fingers soon pushed him over the edge. With a final slam up against the boy’s no longer virginal pussy and a slap on the buttocks to see them jiggle he cummed, breeding the boy with his seed.
“YEAH FAGGOT I AM FUCKING BREEDING YOUR FAGGOT ARSE!! TAKE IT YOU WHORE!!” He yelled and then collapsed on top of Mikey both panting and sweating. It took a few minutes for him to catch his breath after the intense fucking he had just given the boy. He wore his pants and sat next to Mikey removing the blindfold and rope from his hands. Then he brought Mikey to a deep hug. Mikey hugged him back. Glen chuckled and rubbed his back and shoulders.
“You love getting fucked, you love sucking man dick my fag-boy, you are such a good boy, I will be giving you my special syrup for many more times baby.” He told the boy.
“We…we will do this again?” Mikey asked in a mixture of a voice, mixed fear and hope. He was broken.
“Oh yes my boy. Every day this hour you will come, you will get your ice-cream which you will pay and I will give you for free my special syrup.” Glen said rubbing Mikey’s buttocks and giving the sore hole a final poke.
And so it happened. Almost every day for nearly two years Glen fucked Mikey and Mikey sucked him. If he was a good boy he also received a jerking from Glen. After the first week he craved dick, he loved sucking it, he loved losing control as Glen bound his hands behind his back and sometimes blindfolded him. He especially loved losing all control when Glen fucked him or had him bounce on his mandick.
A couple months later and a year later he even introduced two of his friends to Glen and throughout those two years Glen brought some select friends to fuck Mikey and his two friends. Always under payment unknowingly to the boys of course.
By the time he finished with his degree Glen had fucked no less than twenty boys but all of this are stories for another time.
End.
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Glen was currently a very happy eighteen year old. He had just graduated top of his class from highschool, he now owned his own car and was heading to one of the best law schools in the country and he had a job for an extra allowance, to keep busy and to bring him closer to the objective of his greatest passion.
He didn’t really need the money, his parents were affluent enough for him not to need to work through university but he liked the extra money and the opportunity to be closer to his passion. His part-time job at least for the moment would be one of those van ice cream vendors. He reported in for work, got his ice cream van and travelled to his location. To his pleasure it was a park full of children. He didn’t care if he fucked male or female, adults or minors but he loved boys in particular, their tight asses, small hairless bodies and easily deceived premature minds.
He may only have been eighteen back then but he really had devoted his so far life to fucking boys and girls, seducing and then fucking them young bitches whether they wanted it or not had become something like an art to him. He had started fucking when he was only eleven and couldn’t even cum as of yet, but that is a story for another time.
He opened the front trap doors that made the van into a cantina style vehicle and turned on the various machines. The freezer was of course always open but the rest needed attention. When he was prepared he just stood and waited for the schools to end for the day so the objects of his desire could come to his honey trap.
And so they started coming but finding the right boy was not easy. It had to meet certain criteria. He didn’t fuck just any chubby, ugly child. No he had quite strict criteria and also always he had to be careful for parents and other disturbers of his plans, he had no wish to go to prison.
It was near the end of his shift and he was getting all frustrated and grumpy the park was almost empty and what kids were there almost all had parents or friends with them. There were some cuties and he so wanted to fuck a cherry boy butt tonight.
“Hello, mister. I want a vanilla cone please.” A voice broke him out of his reverie.
He looked for the source of the young, melodic voice and saw a ten year old looking boy looking at him smiling. He grinned at the young boy. He had nice bleached blond long hair, a nice petite slim body about him, with lanky legs and a set of pouty lips to kill for. He had to give it his whole charm, the boy was alone, he could not see a parent anywhere or friends, he had to bag this one. His balls ached for boy-cunt.
“Hello there sport, sure you want some syrup on it?” He asked with a million dollars grin.
“Sure, what you’ve got?”
“What’s your name sport?” He redirected the question, before answering that one he wanted a connection established with the young fuck-toy.
“Uhmmm…I’m not really supposed to talk to strangers mister…” the boy replied.
Glen smiled, “So you can talk to me to get an ice-cream but not to tell me your name? That’s not caution, that’s rudeness.” He said taking the boy by surprise.
“Uhh…sorry sir….Its Michael….Michael Tomson.” The boy said submissively.
“How old are you Mickey?” He asked demandingly.
“Almost ten sir.” Michael said and broke eye contact. Glen knew he had him.
He looked straight at the boy’s deep green eyes, “Good, you see you don’t have to be rude Mikey, now since we’re friends I am willing to give you my extra special, super-secret syrup, but you have to keep it a secret!” He said after he came round and out of the van placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder giving it a squeeze.
“Uhh…yeah sure! What is it?” Michael said.
Glen led the boy to the van’s door.
“Get in boy, it is not produced here, but I am willing to get you to the factory if you keep it a secret from anyone and everyone, especially your parents!” Glen said giving a gentle shove.
Michael hesitated for a moment but got in. “Does it taste nice? Where are we going?” He asked as Glen shut the door, boys were so trusting back then. He closed all the machines and started the engine. He had thirty minutes yet but he didn’t care, he wanted to fuck Michael’s mouth, body and soul. He drove to an abandoned warehouse he knew relatively near his house and parked. He knew that they would not be heard. He opened the van’s door and got a hand round the boy-toy’s shoulder. Didn’t want him going anywhere other than inside that warehouse. He never went anywhere unprepared and so he had some rope and a piece of cloth with him. He took them making Michael look at him questionably. He kept walking squeezing Michael’s shoulder forcing him to walk. The moment the doors were closed behind them he took the boy’s hands and bind them behind his back.
“Hey!! What are you doing?!” Michael protested.
“It is dangerous for you to touch anything inside here so I am forced even if I don’t want to, to bind them behind your back for your own safety.” He told the gullible little boy. Michael shrugged his shoulders. Glen gave him a shove and they kept walking. Michael was having less and less control over his body and the situation. Just as Glen liked it. They arrived at the centre of the room. Glen took out the blindfold and pressed it up against the boy’s eyes.
“Hey! What? Why are you blindfolding me?!” Michael protested.
“Because stupid, idiot boy it’s a secret recipe and you can’t know or see how the special syrup is made.” Glen said and blind-folded the boy.
“But…I don’t like the darkness…please!?” Michael pleaded on deaf ears.
Glen chuckled evilly, went behind the boy and gave him a kick on the back of his knees making him kneel
down on the floor. Michael yelled but before he could say anything Glen was speaking again.
“Now boy I will place the syrup’s tab on your lips, I want you to lick and suckle on it like a lollipop but never use your teeth! Am I understood?” He told Michael as he unzipped his jeans and whisked out his seven inch by five inch joy and pride.
“Okay.” Michael said as Glen rubbed the dickhead on the boy’s rosy lips.
He pressed a hand on the back of the boy’s head grabbing hold of Michael’s long hair and nape as he brought the boy forward towards his dick.
“Come on Mikey suck on that straw.” Glen said and Mikey took a hesitant swipe with his tongue. Mikey opening his mouth though also presented Glen with a nice opportunity to shove his dick inside. With a shove of his hips his dickhead pushed past Mikey’s lips and inside the warm and very wet orifice.
“Yes, boy that’s it suck on it!” Glen said as he started to make fucking motions with his hips, fucking Mikey’s mouth more and more as he shoved more and more of his mandick inside the boy’s mouth.
“Oh yeah faggot!! Suck that dick bitch!! Yeah use your fucking tongue you cocksucking whore!” Glen spoke to the boy as he flooded his mouth with his dick, in and out, in and out of the hot almost ten year old mouth.
“Gawd you fucking bitch you suck like a pro! Yeah that’s it slobber all over my dick!” Mikey was now choking and gagging all over the place as Glen kept hitting the back of his throat with each inward thrust. Then suddenly Glen gripped tightly on the boy’s temples with both hands and with one final shove making his balls hit the boy’s chin he started cumming straight down the boy’s stomach. After the first glob of sperm he eased back out leaving only his dickhead inside the boy so that Mikey could taste the sperm and get used to the taste and idea of it. His legs shuddering from the intense pleasure he emptied inside the boy’s gullet and then retreated. He sat down to catch his breath but did not remove the blindfold or the rope from the boy’s hands and eyes. Mikey just stood there tears streaking down his dimpled cheeks.
“What do you think Mikey? How do you like the special syrup?” Glen asked him as he hugged him tight caressing his cheeks. His hands travelling south down the firm, smooth body.
Mikey just stood there stunned for a few seconds. A few seconds too much though. SLAP! The slapping noise of hand against cheek echoed across the vast room.
“Answer me boy! And tell me the fucking truth! You liked it didn’t you!?” Glen said more forcefully this time.
“Y…yes…I did…I liked the taste…please don’t hurt me!”
“But…why not? You like me hurting you! Otherwise why would come with me or suck my dick or allow me to caress your dicklet and buttocks?” Glen said, his hands now unbuttoning Mikey’s jeans. He removed them and then made short work of Mikey’s underwear lowering them down to his knees.Mikey gasped audibly when
he felt another’s hands on his privates and boy-hole.
“Wh…what are you doing? Please stop!” Mikey said again to deaf ears.
Glen closed his fist around the three inch penis and started rubbing it slowly. A few seconds later he kissed the boy’s neck smelling his own cum coming from Mikey’s mouth. He was getting hard again.
“Are you sure you want me to stop boy?” He asked Mikey jerking him off faster, and pushed a finger inside
the virginal cherry-hole.
“OUCH!” Mikey yelled as the first knuckle entered him but he also moaned from what was happening to his now erect cocklet.
“Oohhh…”
“So you do like this don’t you faggot?” Glen pressed on.
“Y…ess….please….” Mikey stuttered.
“Good! I knew you were a faggot little gayboy!” Glen said molesting the smooth boy bits and butthole.
He kissed the boy’s neck again and grind his dick against the pair-shaped, firm buttocks. Soon the boy shuddered in his dry orgasm panting and sweating.
“Like that fagboy?!” Glen asked as he caressed the boy’s smooth scrotum and removed his finger from the fuck-hole he’d soon be de-virginising.
“Yeeessss….” Mikey said dreamily, but his dream was broken. Glen pushed him forward sprawling him over the floor. With his hands tied behind his back Mikey was pushed forward, his knees opening under his weight, his bum sticking upwards, ripe for the picking.
“I’m going to fuck you now boy.” Glen announced as he took his position behind the boy and lined up his dick with the fleshy globes and the treasure between them. Mikey understood what was about to happen and started protesting. It only gained him slaps to the back of his head. Glen pushed and pushed until his dickhead penetrated the cherry sphincter. He was in heaven. Tight, warm, wet heaven. Mikey was so incredibly tight indeed, not only being a virgin but Glen had not prepared him for this, no finger fucking, no nothing. He didn’t see any reason to loosen up the tightness of Mikey’s boy-pussy, they were alone, they could not be heard and the boy was completely helpless and in his mercy. Mikey screamed and yelled and panted and cried but it only added to Glen’s pleasure as he cussed and fucked the boy ever deeper and faster. Glen took hold of Mikey’s neck with one hand and his hip with the other and started pounding on the boy’s cunt.
“Ughh…yeah…you fucking faggot whore!! I’m fucking you, you piece of shit! I fucking love your faggot arse-hole!! TAKE IT!! FUCKING TAKE IT FAGGOT!!”
Glen groaned at Mikey. He was fucking his living shit out, giving it his all. He hadn’t fucked for a month, what with the preparations for coming to university and everything he had not had the time to search for some pussy, girl or boy so this fucking was indeed a good one for Glen’s late teenager hormonal needs. His crotch impacted against the smooth skin of Mikey’s butt-cheeks filling the room, completing the crescendo of sounds, skin on skin, cries, screams, moans. Glen didn’t last for long. Mikey’s incredible tight fuck-hole pressing in on his dick like a thousand little fingers soon pushed him over the edge. With a final slam up against the boy’s no longer virginal pussy and a slap on the buttocks to see them jiggle he cummed, breeding the boy with his seed.
“YEAH FAGGOT I AM FUCKING BREEDING YOUR FAGGOT ARSE!! TAKE IT YOU WHORE!!” He yelled and then collapsed on top of Mikey both panting and sweating. It took a few minutes for him to catch his breath after the intense fucking he had just given the boy. He wore his pants and sat next to Mikey removing the blindfold and rope from his hands. Then he brought Mikey to a deep hug. Mikey hugged him back. Glen chuckled and rubbed his back and shoulders.
“You love getting fucked, you love sucking man dick my fag-boy, you are such a good boy, I will be giving you my special syrup for many more times baby.” He told the boy.
“We…we will do this again?” Mikey asked in a mixture of a voice, mixed fear and hope. He was broken.
“Oh yes my boy. Every day this hour you will come, you will get your ice-cream which you will pay and I will give you for free my special syrup.” Glen said rubbing Mikey’s buttocks and giving the sore hole a final poke.
And so it happened. Almost every day for nearly two years Glen fucked Mikey and Mikey sucked him. If he was a good boy he also received a jerking from Glen. After the first week he craved dick, he loved sucking it, he loved losing control as Glen bound his hands behind his back and sometimes blindfolded him. He especially loved losing all control when Glen fucked him or had him bounce on his mandick.
A couple months later and a year later he even introduced two of his friends to Glen and throughout those two years Glen brought some select friends to fuck Mikey and his two friends. Always under payment unknowingly to the boys of course.
By the time he finished with his degree Glen had fucked no less than twenty boys but all of this are stories for another time.
End.
remembering the first time
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Remembering the first time.
Mikey was going up and down on his dick, lathering it up with his saliva. Now two months later the boy no longer gagged when he pushed him all the way down and the boy’s nose touched his hairy crotch, instead he looked up to his eyes and smiled, his small hands on Glen’s thighs.
As he fucked the boy’s mouth memories of his first time came to mind.
He had been only eleven at the time. He had just found out about jerking off and the pleasure it brought. He was probably a lot more informed about sex and stuff than most boys his age were back then, there was no internet but he had found some of his father’s playboy magazines and so it went from there.
One day a new couple moved in next to them, they had a young son.
They knocked and his mom opened the door.
“Hello, we just moved in next door, I am Joanna and this is my son Andrew.” A woman said.
“Oh! Welcome to the neighborhood! I am Kathrine, this is my son Glen.” His mother said as Glen popped his head out from his room.
“Hello, ma’am.” Glen said politely while eyeing the young boy that was standing next to his mom.
“Oh so nice, now Andrew can have a friend to play with!” The woman said.
Andrew seemed to be really shy so Glen took the initiative. “Hey wanna play with me?” He asked but before Andrew could even respond Glen had grabbed his wrist and was almost dragging him inside his room.
He closed the door behind them and proceeded to give Andrew’s behind a firm slap.
Andrew yelped and looked at him with a pitiful look but said nothing.
Back then Glen was completely inexperienced of course, he had been jerking off for a few months to dry orgasms as of yet, and he had seen some of his father’s dirty magazines, he had also talked with him about stuff so he knew some of it but of course he had not yet had any sexual experience so he didn’t recognize the signs. He didn’t understand Andrew’s submissiveness right away.
Being more knowledgeable than other eleven year olds didn’t make him an adult with adult knowledge on the matter.
Back then there were no video games or such so kids played either board games or cards or outside.
“Hey, how old are you by the way?” Glen asked him.
“I…uhmm…nine, I am nine years old.” Andrew said meekly.
“Cool, I am eleven, we are friends, and as I am the oldest you’ll do anything I say, understood?” Glen more stated than asked.
Andrew smiled and nodded his head affirmatively. “Uhu…you really want to be friends with me?”
Instincts were awakening in Glen he had no idea that he had, but without even realizing he had slapped Andrew.
“I said I was, didn’t I? Why are you being stupid? You are stupid aren’t you?”
Andrew looked shell shocked and about to cry but instead he nodded his head “yes.”
“Good we are friends and you will do anything I ask.” Glen stated again getting surprisingly aroused by all this.
Now if he had been older and more knowledgeable on faggots and their behaviour he would have understood that Andrew had not left his room crying to his mother after he had been slapped and that that meant that the boy was a complete submissive faggot waiting for someone to use him and his body.
Instead Glen rubbed his little boy dick with his fingers feeling it bone up fast.
“Wh…what do you want to do?” Andrew asked him.
“Let’s wrestle.” Glen announced. It was obvious that Andrew didn’t want to but he had begun to understand his place and said nothing.
Glen pounced on him and started tickling his ribs, trying to push him to the floor. Soon his hands were under the other boy’s t-shirt tickling his bare skin.
Soon after Andrew defenseless and almost screaming in giggles and laughter from the tickling, offering almost no resistance was on the floor, squirming, and trying to escape from Glen’s relentless tickling attack.
After some more wrestling Glen found himself between Andrew’s legs holding the younger boy’s hands above his head. Andrew was powerless to move, pinned between the older boy and the floor. They were both panting and sweating. Glen was looking straight in the boy’s sparkling wet eyes and without really knowing what he did he tilted his head forward and gave Andrew a peck on the lips.
Andrew said nothing, didn’t try to break away. He instead moaned softly, barely audibly.
By instinct he dry humped his crotch against Andrew’s while still kissing the boy. He continued to do this until he felt his body spasm and his toes curb in the known orgasmic bliss, only this time had been way better and more intense than any of his previous solo jerking off sessions.
His first orgasm with another person even if clothed brought him back to reality as with a mighty groan he held Mickey’s temples and cummed inside the boy’s mouth.
Mickey gargled a bit but nothing evaded his suckling mouth. Once Glen had finished cumming he withdrew from the boy’s mouth and grinned evilly. He wanted to try something with the boy.
“Don’t swallow anything yet slut, open your mouth and show me my sperm bitch.” He ordered Mickey.
Mickey obeyed without hesitation and opened his mouth tilting his head slightly upwards to bring his inner mouth in Glen’s view.
He kept his mouth open trying to balance smiling and not allowing Glen’s spunk to spill out as he knew that would anger his man.
Glen let him stand like that, on his knees, his hands on his sides, completely naked with his mouth open and full of sperm. He knew how humiliating this was to the boy and even though he had just cummed down his bitch’s throat he was getting hard watching his little slut like this.
“Good, swallow bitch.” He commanded and the boy swallowed without hesitation.
He lay on a mattress he had brought over and patted the space next to him. “Assume position bitch.” He said and Mickey crawled next to him standing on all fours. He knew the drill by now. He knew that Glen would caress him all over his taut, smooth body before fucking him in one position or another.
Glen’s thoughts started to wander back as his hands traveled the boy’s silky skin.
About a week after their first play together Andrew had almost attached to him like a lost puppy and Glen minded not. He actually learned that he loved the power he exerted over the younger boy.
Andrew did anything and everything Glen asked him too, and as the days passed and Glen’s self-confidence grew he started to grow darker ideas, well darker for an eleven year old. Today he had an idea of what to ask him.
His father was at work his mother had gone out and wouldn’t return for a few hours.
The doorbell rang and he answered, he was excited about today. His eleven year old boy mind working at hyper speeds had been thinking of many older boy things for a week now, finally making connections with what he had seen in his dad’s porn magazines and transferring those images to what it would look like between him and a girl…or a boy. In his mind he knew he would like doing those things with either sex.
“Hello, Glen. Can we play some together?” Andrew greeted him, grinning widely at his only friend.
Glen didn’t answer, he grabbed Andrew’s wrist, pulled him in and locked the door.
Andrew looked at him with sparkly eyes. Glen grinned evilly and slapped his unwitting slave.
Andrew whimpered but kept on smiling. He tried to rub his cheek with his hand but Glen smacked it away and gave him another slap, and then another and another until he was satisfied, with a raging boner that was commanding him to set his day’s plan in further motion.
He grabbed Andrew by his nape and got him to his room where he threw him on the bed and after some slaps he kissed him roughly on his lips, eliciting moans and a whimper from the boy when he bit him drawing some blood.
“I want you to get naked now.” He said simply looking Andrew straight on his eyes.
Andrew squirmed on the bed and whimpered as his shyness and his desire to please his best friend conflicted.
“But…but…I am embarrassed…to get naked in front of…” Andrew begun to say but was interrupted by Glen smacking his cheek again.
“I know you are puny down there Andrew, you are a sissy and a boy who will never be a man, now I want you naked! Strip or leave and we are no longer friends.” Glen said in a stroke of unknowing genius.
Andrew whimpered but did not further hesitate. The moment he heard the possibility of them not being friends anymore he started stripping away his clothes until he stood naked in front of his puny genitals.
“Now strip me.” Glen said grinning.
Andrew nodded and started removing Glen’s clothes until both boys stood naked in front of each other.
Glen’s eleven year old prick was as hard as a nail as he sat on the bed’s edge and opened his legs.
“Stand in front of me. I want us to play a new game today.” Glen said and Andrew obeyed.
Glen extended his hand and groped Andrew’s balls and tiny one inch boyhood in his fist and closed it firmly.
“Andrew…I have decided, from now on these belong to me. Do you understand me?” He asked the boy squeezing his genitals as hard as he could to get his point across and because he found that he loved the feeling.
“Y…yessss….please…that hurts!” Andrew whined but did not move or try to stop Glen.
“Good, I like doing this, now shut the fuck up!” He said to the boy and squeezed the tiny testicles. Andrew started crying but didn’t move.
“Good, you have been a good boy, now I will reward you.” He said to the boy and released the tiny knob, but held on the testicles.
Andrew tried to take a breath when he felt wetness around his boy dick. He gasped and looked down to see Glen’s mouth wrapped around it.
He moved his hands to try and take Glen’s head in them but Glen stopped sucking his dicklet, looked at him furious, squeezed the balls as hard as he could with his eleven year old hand and at the same time punched Andrew’s gut after slapping his hands away.
“YOU WILL NEVER TRY TO DO THAT AGAIN!!” He screamed at the boy and resumed sucking on the smooth dicklet. Andrew was so confused, he had only tried to touch his best friend’s head, but the person he idolized above everyone else was intent on causing him pain. Now though he was also causing him pleasure. In his messed up, fucked up nine year old mind made the decision that would forever change his life and solidify his role in life as a submissive cunt for others to use.
“It is all my fault! My best friend is trying to help me, teach me by hurting me!” He whispered in a barely audible sound making Glen grin around his cocklet and both their tools harden. Andrew’s because of his realization of what he was, and Glen’s because of the realization of exactly how much power he held over the boy.
It was not much later that Andrew warned Glen that he was ready to pee. He had not felt orgasm incoming before.
“Glen! No! Please stop! I am…I need to pee!” He said in a girly, strained voice and tried to remove Glen from his cocklet. Glen held on to his buttocks and wouldn’t let go of the morsel in his mouth. Andrew tried in vain to pull back, to stop his friend as he was sure he was about to pee and then his whole body shuddered and he let out a high pitched, girly moan as his first ever dry orgasm over took him.
Just as he regained his breath he felt pain in his testicles. Glen was pulling them roughly. He then received punch after punch on his belly and gut.
“You are one stupid, fucking faggot! How dare you touch me like that you fucking moron!” Glen yelled at him words he had heard his father and other adults say after landing one more slap on his face. He then proceeded to grab his hair and pulled him towards the bed. He sat on the bed retrieved his belt and pulled Andrew over his knee and raising his hand he lowered the belt on the milky white orbs.
Now Glen being eleven he didn’t know that this could be sexually stimulating to either of them two, all he knew was that this was a form of punishment.
And so he proceeded to land the belt on Andrew’s reddening butt-cheeks, blow after blow making him shriek in pain. When he was satisfied Glen stopped and sat Andrew next to him. Glen’s first observation was that they were both hard again. He grinned.
“Hahaha! Look at you filth! You filthy little whore! I spank your ugly butt and you get hard from the pain!” Glen said filled with lust groping the boy’s buttocks, squeezing the supple, smooth skin.
“Y…yes…I am very filthy…please punish me more!”
“No. I want you to suck my dick ‘cause you’re my cocksucker.” Glen said and he pressed his hand on Andrew’s back of the head and pulled him towards his crotch.
“You…want me to suck…your penis?” Andrew asked with an incredulous look on his face.
“Dick…it’s called dick and yes you will suck it or we will not be friends anymore.” Glen said and pulled Andrew again.
Andrew sighed and didn’t resist anymore. He was bent over and Glen’s dicky rubbed on his pink lips.
“Open up bitch.” He said and gave the hesitant boy and gave his very sore butt-cheeks another slap. Andrew yelped in pain and Glen pushed his dick inside the warm and wet cavity and held on Andrew’s head until he stopped resisting. The constant smacks on the tight, small booty helped.
His boydick was not yet much larger than Andrew’s being only eleven himself so he had no problem mushing Andrew’s head on his crotch making him deep throat his dick on his first ever blowjob.
Glen tilted his head backwards and moaned in bliss. He had never felt as good as this before in his life. He used Andrew’s hair to pull and push on the boy’s head until Andrew understood it and did himself.
Being eleven it didn’t take long for Glen to have his dry orgasm as he held on Andrew’s head and kept on fucking his fuck-toy’s head until his orgasm subsided.
He allowed Andrew to come up again and forcefully kissed him.
“Lie on your stomach.” He ordered his friend. Andrew obeyed without hesitation and laid on his stomach on the bed his cute, pert, taut ass sticking out.
It got Glen hard just looking at it. With trembling hands due to the excitement he started caressing and slapping Andrew’s buttocks. Andrew giggled and yelled along, his petite, girly fists clenching on the bed sheets.
Glen came back to the present rock hard, his man cock begging for release. He circled a hand around Mikey’s thigh and pulled him to him. Mikey giggled as he was laid sideways. Glen fisted his dick and shoved in the tight boy cunt raw. He never lubed his boys or girls, he fucked them raw loving the pain it brought them and the pleasure the skin on skin friction brought to his dick.
Mikey whimpered and moaned, conflicted between the pain and pleasure the fucking made him feel.
Glen pressed a hand under Mikey’s neck and squeezed it around the smooth, tiny neck as he begun to plough the tight fuck hole.
As he settled on a quick, slow rhythm fucking Mikey raw his mind wondered back to that first time with Andrew.
For a few months he had dominated Andrew, making the boy perform the most depraved fantasies his eleven year old mind could think of and Andrew obeyed like a ragdoll without a will of its own.
He would tie him up, tie his undeveloped testicles and pull them from behind him, slapping and spanking had become an everyday reality. Debasing and humiliating Andrew by calling him any and every swear word known to him had also become part of everyday life.
The moment they would be alone in one of their rooms they would get naked and the fun would start. Usually ending with Andrew sucking on Glen’s young fuckstick like a lollipop. Glen had not sucked on Andrew since that first time and for all the time they would know each other he did not suck him again.
But now nearing on twelve years old but not quite there yet he had seen the first porn that included anal sex and he had been mulling it over in his head for a whole day.
When Andrew came in his room Glen was already naked having just finished jacking off.
“Clean my cock bitch!” He ordered Andrew and the boy obliged giggling.
After Andrew sucked his dick he grabbed hold of his hair and pulled him violently to the bed and threw him there.
For the past two months his father had enrolled him in the local rugby team which was increasing his confidence and the rough training was already pumping him up.
Andrew on the other side was being feminized more and more every day, be it from his mother who didn’t even know how to raise a boy, and probably had wanted a girl from the start or from Glen who loved to see Andrew wearing his mom’s panties while he sucked him or they “played” together.
“Lie on the fucking bed whore and stick your ass out!” Glen told him and slapped his ass hard.
Andrew was crying from the pain from his hair but obliged instantly.
“Wh…what are you…what…” He stammered.
Glen laughed and slapped his ass again.
He didn’t really know what to do but he knew he wanted to do what that man had done to the woman in that porn so without further thought he got behind Andrew shoved his hips forward until his dickhead popped in the tight, virginal cherry busting it and held on the slim hips.
Andrew gave a soul shuttering shriek. Glen was only eleven but he had not been prepared at all.
Glen knew he loved listening to Andrew screaming but even though his parents were not at home the neighbors would hear them so by instinct he shoved Andrew’s face on the pillow.
“Shut the fuck up! I am fucking you! You are my girlfriend now! I’ll be fucking you daily!” He told the younger boy towering over him grunting as he started to move.
“Oohh fuck! This feels awesome my bitch!” He grunted as he picked up a rhythm fucking his fuck-toy.
He held Andrew by his hip and long hair pulling and pushing the younger boy to his will and pleasure.
He smacked the bubble buttocks to see them jiggle and to his surprise he felt the firm muscle massage his steel hard boy dick inside Andrew.
As he continued to pound on Andrew listening to his crotch make slapping noises against the smooth, hairless butt-cheeks he passed a hand under Andrew’s pelvis and squeezed the limp dicklet.
Andrew moaned and started shuddering as the best ever orgasm of his young life overcame him.
The contractions of his abdominal muscles made Andrew’s bruised and abused boy hole contract around Glen’s dick bringing him over the edge.
With a rarwring groan he slammed his crotch on Andrew and had his own dry orgasm.
The memories of his first orgasm while fucking another’s ass and Mikey’s motions as the little boy fucked himself on his dick as best as he could on his side brought him over the edge as he chocked Mikey to the point where he knew Mikey could not breathe and slammed his man dick one last time inside his boy’s pussy cumming, breeding his faggot girly-boy.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!! YESSS YOU FILTHY FAGGOT WHORE!! I AM BREEDING YOU!!!” He rawred as he bit on Mikey’s neck and kept on slapping the firm butt-cheeks until his orgasm subsided.
Mikey tried to get up after he caught his breath but Glen slapped his head down to the mattress.
“I didn’t tell you, you could get up whore.” He said and squeezed the boy’s balls until Mikey started to scream from the pain.
“Good boy, now stay like this.” He told the boy not relaxing the grip on the boy’s bubbles just to keep listening to that sweet music of the boy’s screams.
His dick was deflating inside Mikey so he started making small shoving motions nursing his man cock on the boy pussy.
“You’re such a good fag-boy. You have such a professional pussy.” He whispered to the boy.
Mikey cried and screamed and yet his little boy-dicky was hard despite his ball sack being pulled down savagely.
Glen got up taking Mikey with him and got the boy on all fours.
He pushed the boy with his hand until the boy’s back formed an almost perfect arch and he kept fucking Mikey with small, slow fucking motions enjoying the feeling and the fucking.
The tight boy cunt made slurping sounds as Glen’s cum lubricated and eased the large cock inside it.
“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!” Mikey moaned with each of Glen’s inwards thrusts keeping his hands on his sides resisting the urge to jerk off his dicky knowing full well that that would only cause Glen to have to hurt him.
Glen took hold of Mikey’s inner hips and stepped on Mikey’s cheek with his foot completely dominating the boy beneath him.
It was a new idea he had had and wanted to test out on Mikey. He pushed down with his foot as he begun a rough, relentless assault on the boy butt empowered by his memories and the lust and hormones they had released.
He knew the fucking and abusing of Mikey’s boy cunt would last longer as he had already cummed twice already.
He kept pounding and panting as he felt his orgasm rise from his churning balls.
He pushed more and roughly on Mikey’s face grinding it to the mattress and slapped that young muscle until he slammed once more and had his third orgasm of the day.
He dressed and left leaving Mikey there as another man entered the abandoned building. He was Glen’s first such “friend” he had made very carefully through the university and the guy was paying him over four hundred pounds for Mikey’s unknowing and probably unwilling services. But Mikey would give his body whether he wanted or not.
And give it he did that day and on many more days until he moved out when his mom got a job in another city.
He would however hunt cock for the rest of his life and many years later he would find Glen again.
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Remembering the first time.
Mikey was going up and down on his dick, lathering it up with his saliva. Now two months later the boy no longer gagged when he pushed him all the way down and the boy’s nose touched his hairy crotch, instead he looked up to his eyes and smiled, his small hands on Glen’s thighs.
As he fucked the boy’s mouth memories of his first time came to mind.
He had been only eleven at the time. He had just found out about jerking off and the pleasure it brought. He was probably a lot more informed about sex and stuff than most boys his age were back then, there was no internet but he had found some of his father’s playboy magazines and so it went from there.
One day a new couple moved in next to them, they had a young son.
They knocked and his mom opened the door.
“Hello, we just moved in next door, I am Joanna and this is my son Andrew.” A woman said.
“Oh! Welcome to the neighborhood! I am Kathrine, this is my son Glen.” His mother said as Glen popped his head out from his room.
“Hello, ma’am.” Glen said politely while eyeing the young boy that was standing next to his mom.
“Oh so nice, now Andrew can have a friend to play with!” The woman said.
Andrew seemed to be really shy so Glen took the initiative. “Hey wanna play with me?” He asked but before Andrew could even respond Glen had grabbed his wrist and was almost dragging him inside his room.
He closed the door behind them and proceeded to give Andrew’s behind a firm slap.
Andrew yelped and looked at him with a pitiful look but said nothing.
Back then Glen was completely inexperienced of course, he had been jerking off for a few months to dry orgasms as of yet, and he had seen some of his father’s dirty magazines, he had also talked with him about stuff so he knew some of it but of course he had not yet had any sexual experience so he didn’t recognize the signs. He didn’t understand Andrew’s submissiveness right away.
Being more knowledgeable than other eleven year olds didn’t make him an adult with adult knowledge on the matter.
Back then there were no video games or such so kids played either board games or cards or outside.
“Hey, how old are you by the way?” Glen asked him.
“I…uhmm…nine, I am nine years old.” Andrew said meekly.
“Cool, I am eleven, we are friends, and as I am the oldest you’ll do anything I say, understood?” Glen more stated than asked.
Andrew smiled and nodded his head affirmatively. “Uhu…you really want to be friends with me?”
Instincts were awakening in Glen he had no idea that he had, but without even realizing he had slapped Andrew.
“I said I was, didn’t I? Why are you being stupid? You are stupid aren’t you?”
Andrew looked shell shocked and about to cry but instead he nodded his head “yes.”
“Good we are friends and you will do anything I ask.” Glen stated again getting surprisingly aroused by all this.
Now if he had been older and more knowledgeable on faggots and their behaviour he would have understood that Andrew had not left his room crying to his mother after he had been slapped and that that meant that the boy was a complete submissive faggot waiting for someone to use him and his body.
Instead Glen rubbed his little boy dick with his fingers feeling it bone up fast.
“Wh…what do you want to do?” Andrew asked him.
“Let’s wrestle.” Glen announced. It was obvious that Andrew didn’t want to but he had begun to understand his place and said nothing.
Glen pounced on him and started tickling his ribs, trying to push him to the floor. Soon his hands were under the other boy’s t-shirt tickling his bare skin.
Soon after Andrew defenseless and almost screaming in giggles and laughter from the tickling, offering almost no resistance was on the floor, squirming, and trying to escape from Glen’s relentless tickling attack.
After some more wrestling Glen found himself between Andrew’s legs holding the younger boy’s hands above his head. Andrew was powerless to move, pinned between the older boy and the floor. They were both panting and sweating. Glen was looking straight in the boy’s sparkling wet eyes and without really knowing what he did he tilted his head forward and gave Andrew a peck on the lips.
Andrew said nothing, didn’t try to break away. He instead moaned softly, barely audibly.
By instinct he dry humped his crotch against Andrew’s while still kissing the boy. He continued to do this until he felt his body spasm and his toes curb in the known orgasmic bliss, only this time had been way better and more intense than any of his previous solo jerking off sessions.
His first orgasm with another person even if clothed brought him back to reality as with a mighty groan he held Mickey’s temples and cummed inside the boy’s mouth.
Mickey gargled a bit but nothing evaded his suckling mouth. Once Glen had finished cumming he withdrew from the boy’s mouth and grinned evilly. He wanted to try something with the boy.
“Don’t swallow anything yet slut, open your mouth and show me my sperm bitch.” He ordered Mickey.
Mickey obeyed without hesitation and opened his mouth tilting his head slightly upwards to bring his inner mouth in Glen’s view.
He kept his mouth open trying to balance smiling and not allowing Glen’s spunk to spill out as he knew that would anger his man.
Glen let him stand like that, on his knees, his hands on his sides, completely naked with his mouth open and full of sperm. He knew how humiliating this was to the boy and even though he had just cummed down his bitch’s throat he was getting hard watching his little slut like this.
“Good, swallow bitch.” He commanded and the boy swallowed without hesitation.
He lay on a mattress he had brought over and patted the space next to him. “Assume position bitch.” He said and Mickey crawled next to him standing on all fours. He knew the drill by now. He knew that Glen would caress him all over his taut, smooth body before fucking him in one position or another.
Glen’s thoughts started to wander back as his hands traveled the boy’s silky skin.
About a week after their first play together Andrew had almost attached to him like a lost puppy and Glen minded not. He actually learned that he loved the power he exerted over the younger boy.
Andrew did anything and everything Glen asked him too, and as the days passed and Glen’s self-confidence grew he started to grow darker ideas, well darker for an eleven year old. Today he had an idea of what to ask him.
His father was at work his mother had gone out and wouldn’t return for a few hours.
The doorbell rang and he answered, he was excited about today. His eleven year old boy mind working at hyper speeds had been thinking of many older boy things for a week now, finally making connections with what he had seen in his dad’s porn magazines and transferring those images to what it would look like between him and a girl…or a boy. In his mind he knew he would like doing those things with either sex.
“Hello, Glen. Can we play some together?” Andrew greeted him, grinning widely at his only friend.
Glen didn’t answer, he grabbed Andrew’s wrist, pulled him in and locked the door.
Andrew looked at him with sparkly eyes. Glen grinned evilly and slapped his unwitting slave.
Andrew whimpered but kept on smiling. He tried to rub his cheek with his hand but Glen smacked it away and gave him another slap, and then another and another until he was satisfied, with a raging boner that was commanding him to set his day’s plan in further motion.
He grabbed Andrew by his nape and got him to his room where he threw him on the bed and after some slaps he kissed him roughly on his lips, eliciting moans and a whimper from the boy when he bit him drawing some blood.
“I want you to get naked now.” He said simply looking Andrew straight on his eyes.
Andrew squirmed on the bed and whimpered as his shyness and his desire to please his best friend conflicted.
“But…but…I am embarrassed…to get naked in front of…” Andrew begun to say but was interrupted by Glen smacking his cheek again.
“I know you are puny down there Andrew, you are a sissy and a boy who will never be a man, now I want you naked! Strip or leave and we are no longer friends.” Glen said in a stroke of unknowing genius.
Andrew whimpered but did not further hesitate. The moment he heard the possibility of them not being friends anymore he started stripping away his clothes until he stood naked in front of his puny genitals.
“Now strip me.” Glen said grinning.
Andrew nodded and started removing Glen’s clothes until both boys stood naked in front of each other.
Glen’s eleven year old prick was as hard as a nail as he sat on the bed’s edge and opened his legs.
“Stand in front of me. I want us to play a new game today.” Glen said and Andrew obeyed.
Glen extended his hand and groped Andrew’s balls and tiny one inch boyhood in his fist and closed it firmly.
“Andrew…I have decided, from now on these belong to me. Do you understand me?” He asked the boy squeezing his genitals as hard as he could to get his point across and because he found that he loved the feeling.
“Y…yessss….please…that hurts!” Andrew whined but did not move or try to stop Glen.
“Good, I like doing this, now shut the fuck up!” He said to the boy and squeezed the tiny testicles. Andrew started crying but didn’t move.
“Good, you have been a good boy, now I will reward you.” He said to the boy and released the tiny knob, but held on the testicles.
Andrew tried to take a breath when he felt wetness around his boy dick. He gasped and looked down to see Glen’s mouth wrapped around it.
He moved his hands to try and take Glen’s head in them but Glen stopped sucking his dicklet, looked at him furious, squeezed the balls as hard as he could with his eleven year old hand and at the same time punched Andrew’s gut after slapping his hands away.
“YOU WILL NEVER TRY TO DO THAT AGAIN!!” He screamed at the boy and resumed sucking on the smooth dicklet. Andrew was so confused, he had only tried to touch his best friend’s head, but the person he idolized above everyone else was intent on causing him pain. Now though he was also causing him pleasure. In his messed up, fucked up nine year old mind made the decision that would forever change his life and solidify his role in life as a submissive cunt for others to use.
“It is all my fault! My best friend is trying to help me, teach me by hurting me!” He whispered in a barely audible sound making Glen grin around his cocklet and both their tools harden. Andrew’s because of his realization of what he was, and Glen’s because of the realization of exactly how much power he held over the boy.
It was not much later that Andrew warned Glen that he was ready to pee. He had not felt orgasm incoming before.
“Glen! No! Please stop! I am…I need to pee!” He said in a girly, strained voice and tried to remove Glen from his cocklet. Glen held on to his buttocks and wouldn’t let go of the morsel in his mouth. Andrew tried in vain to pull back, to stop his friend as he was sure he was about to pee and then his whole body shuddered and he let out a high pitched, girly moan as his first ever dry orgasm over took him.
Just as he regained his breath he felt pain in his testicles. Glen was pulling them roughly. He then received punch after punch on his belly and gut.
“You are one stupid, fucking faggot! How dare you touch me like that you fucking moron!” Glen yelled at him words he had heard his father and other adults say after landing one more slap on his face. He then proceeded to grab his hair and pulled him towards the bed. He sat on the bed retrieved his belt and pulled Andrew over his knee and raising his hand he lowered the belt on the milky white orbs.
Now Glen being eleven he didn’t know that this could be sexually stimulating to either of them two, all he knew was that this was a form of punishment.
And so he proceeded to land the belt on Andrew’s reddening butt-cheeks, blow after blow making him shriek in pain. When he was satisfied Glen stopped and sat Andrew next to him. Glen’s first observation was that they were both hard again. He grinned.
“Hahaha! Look at you filth! You filthy little whore! I spank your ugly butt and you get hard from the pain!” Glen said filled with lust groping the boy’s buttocks, squeezing the supple, smooth skin.
“Y…yes…I am very filthy…please punish me more!”
“No. I want you to suck my dick ‘cause you’re my cocksucker.” Glen said and he pressed his hand on Andrew’s back of the head and pulled him towards his crotch.
“You…want me to suck…your penis?” Andrew asked with an incredulous look on his face.
“Dick…it’s called dick and yes you will suck it or we will not be friends anymore.” Glen said and pulled Andrew again.
Andrew sighed and didn’t resist anymore. He was bent over and Glen’s dicky rubbed on his pink lips.
“Open up bitch.” He said and gave the hesitant boy and gave his very sore butt-cheeks another slap. Andrew yelped in pain and Glen pushed his dick inside the warm and wet cavity and held on Andrew’s head until he stopped resisting. The constant smacks on the tight, small booty helped.
His boydick was not yet much larger than Andrew’s being only eleven himself so he had no problem mushing Andrew’s head on his crotch making him deep throat his dick on his first ever blowjob.
Glen tilted his head backwards and moaned in bliss. He had never felt as good as this before in his life. He used Andrew’s hair to pull and push on the boy’s head until Andrew understood it and did himself.
Being eleven it didn’t take long for Glen to have his dry orgasm as he held on Andrew’s head and kept on fucking his fuck-toy’s head until his orgasm subsided.
He allowed Andrew to come up again and forcefully kissed him.
“Lie on your stomach.” He ordered his friend. Andrew obeyed without hesitation and laid on his stomach on the bed his cute, pert, taut ass sticking out.
It got Glen hard just looking at it. With trembling hands due to the excitement he started caressing and slapping Andrew’s buttocks. Andrew giggled and yelled along, his petite, girly fists clenching on the bed sheets.
Glen came back to the present rock hard, his man cock begging for release. He circled a hand around Mikey’s thigh and pulled him to him. Mikey giggled as he was laid sideways. Glen fisted his dick and shoved in the tight boy cunt raw. He never lubed his boys or girls, he fucked them raw loving the pain it brought them and the pleasure the skin on skin friction brought to his dick.
Mikey whimpered and moaned, conflicted between the pain and pleasure the fucking made him feel.
Glen pressed a hand under Mikey’s neck and squeezed it around the smooth, tiny neck as he begun to plough the tight fuck hole.
As he settled on a quick, slow rhythm fucking Mikey raw his mind wondered back to that first time with Andrew.
For a few months he had dominated Andrew, making the boy perform the most depraved fantasies his eleven year old mind could think of and Andrew obeyed like a ragdoll without a will of its own.
He would tie him up, tie his undeveloped testicles and pull them from behind him, slapping and spanking had become an everyday reality. Debasing and humiliating Andrew by calling him any and every swear word known to him had also become part of everyday life.
The moment they would be alone in one of their rooms they would get naked and the fun would start. Usually ending with Andrew sucking on Glen’s young fuckstick like a lollipop. Glen had not sucked on Andrew since that first time and for all the time they would know each other he did not suck him again.
But now nearing on twelve years old but not quite there yet he had seen the first porn that included anal sex and he had been mulling it over in his head for a whole day.
When Andrew came in his room Glen was already naked having just finished jacking off.
“Clean my cock bitch!” He ordered Andrew and the boy obliged giggling.
After Andrew sucked his dick he grabbed hold of his hair and pulled him violently to the bed and threw him there.
For the past two months his father had enrolled him in the local rugby team which was increasing his confidence and the rough training was already pumping him up.
Andrew on the other side was being feminized more and more every day, be it from his mother who didn’t even know how to raise a boy, and probably had wanted a girl from the start or from Glen who loved to see Andrew wearing his mom’s panties while he sucked him or they “played” together.
“Lie on the fucking bed whore and stick your ass out!” Glen told him and slapped his ass hard.
Andrew was crying from the pain from his hair but obliged instantly.
“Wh…what are you…what…” He stammered.
Glen laughed and slapped his ass again.
He didn’t really know what to do but he knew he wanted to do what that man had done to the woman in that porn so without further thought he got behind Andrew shoved his hips forward until his dickhead popped in the tight, virginal cherry busting it and held on the slim hips.
Andrew gave a soul shuttering shriek. Glen was only eleven but he had not been prepared at all.
Glen knew he loved listening to Andrew screaming but even though his parents were not at home the neighbors would hear them so by instinct he shoved Andrew’s face on the pillow.
“Shut the fuck up! I am fucking you! You are my girlfriend now! I’ll be fucking you daily!” He told the younger boy towering over him grunting as he started to move.
“Oohh fuck! This feels awesome my bitch!” He grunted as he picked up a rhythm fucking his fuck-toy.
He held Andrew by his hip and long hair pulling and pushing the younger boy to his will and pleasure.
He smacked the bubble buttocks to see them jiggle and to his surprise he felt the firm muscle massage his steel hard boy dick inside Andrew.
As he continued to pound on Andrew listening to his crotch make slapping noises against the smooth, hairless butt-cheeks he passed a hand under Andrew’s pelvis and squeezed the limp dicklet.
Andrew moaned and started shuddering as the best ever orgasm of his young life overcame him.
The contractions of his abdominal muscles made Andrew’s bruised and abused boy hole contract around Glen’s dick bringing him over the edge.
With a rarwring groan he slammed his crotch on Andrew and had his own dry orgasm.
The memories of his first orgasm while fucking another’s ass and Mikey’s motions as the little boy fucked himself on his dick as best as he could on his side brought him over the edge as he chocked Mikey to the point where he knew Mikey could not breathe and slammed his man dick one last time inside his boy’s pussy cumming, breeding his faggot girly-boy.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!! YESSS YOU FILTHY FAGGOT WHORE!! I AM BREEDING YOU!!!” He rawred as he bit on Mikey’s neck and kept on slapping the firm butt-cheeks until his orgasm subsided.
Mikey tried to get up after he caught his breath but Glen slapped his head down to the mattress.
“I didn’t tell you, you could get up whore.” He said and squeezed the boy’s balls until Mikey started to scream from the pain.
“Good boy, now stay like this.” He told the boy not relaxing the grip on the boy’s bubbles just to keep listening to that sweet music of the boy’s screams.
His dick was deflating inside Mikey so he started making small shoving motions nursing his man cock on the boy pussy.
“You’re such a good fag-boy. You have such a professional pussy.” He whispered to the boy.
Mikey cried and screamed and yet his little boy-dicky was hard despite his ball sack being pulled down savagely.
Glen got up taking Mikey with him and got the boy on all fours.
He pushed the boy with his hand until the boy’s back formed an almost perfect arch and he kept fucking Mikey with small, slow fucking motions enjoying the feeling and the fucking.
The tight boy cunt made slurping sounds as Glen’s cum lubricated and eased the large cock inside it.
“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!” Mikey moaned with each of Glen’s inwards thrusts keeping his hands on his sides resisting the urge to jerk off his dicky knowing full well that that would only cause Glen to have to hurt him.
Glen took hold of Mikey’s inner hips and stepped on Mikey’s cheek with his foot completely dominating the boy beneath him.
It was a new idea he had had and wanted to test out on Mikey. He pushed down with his foot as he begun a rough, relentless assault on the boy butt empowered by his memories and the lust and hormones they had released.
He knew the fucking and abusing of Mikey’s boy cunt would last longer as he had already cummed twice already.
He kept pounding and panting as he felt his orgasm rise from his churning balls.
He pushed more and roughly on Mikey’s face grinding it to the mattress and slapped that young muscle until he slammed once more and had his third orgasm of the day.
He dressed and left leaving Mikey there as another man entered the abandoned building. He was Glen’s first such “friend” he had made very carefully through the university and the guy was paying him over four hundred pounds for Mikey’s unknowing and probably unwilling services. But Mikey would give his body whether he wanted or not.
And give it he did that day and on many more days until he moved out when his mom got a job in another city.
He would however hunt cock for the rest of his life and many years later he would find Glen again.
End of story.
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